Work has been so stressful lately and home life isnt much better. Came home to husband wanting to go uptown then out to eat. I took him up on it because Im too exhausted to cook. We went to a buffet thinking they would have veggies U can eat- they didn't snd the buffet was 10.97 each and would give a discount even when I showed the gastric card from my dr. I know - go somewhere you can order off menu. I tried to eat to keep from crying over my job- after about 3 bites I was so full I was nauseous. I get so sick of not being able to enjoy the only thing in this world that comforts me right now. I feel I made a mistake having the surgery znd there is no reversal. I am losing weight and grateful for it but at what price? Losing my only comfort? I am falling so far into depression. I was on antidepressants before surgery and dont want to go back on them. But I dont want to keep being embarrased over and over by ordering and not being able to do much more than lick the spoon before Im full.

What can I do to help me through this. I dont have a support group at home and I dont trust coworkers. Yes I have trust issues too. Please give me something to hang on to so to get through this. Will ut ever get better or is this my hell on earth forever?

Your posts made me smile today. Today was another horrible day at work. I cried all lunch hour. I feel so over whelmed. My support group meet next week and I will talk to the speaker afterwards. My daughter called today, she had a wreck. She;s ok but just something else that worried me. I started back on my Welbutrin. The pills were huge so i cut them in half and took it two halves together. I hope thats ok. Anything I drank or eat today, came back up. I know its nerves. I came home, ate, vomited, came to bed and covered my head and here I stay. I hate my job so much and loved it so much last month. They have just put way more on our office than I myself can handle. I'm watching for a new opening in the university but till then have to deal with it. And I don't know how to..... All of your advice on here makes sense and I will take it to heart and try to use it. I just at this moment don't feel like Im going to make it. Not suicidal...just unsure of my every day that I wake up. Dread waking up, dread going to bed.

I'm sorry you're having a bad day. The only advice I can offer is the same as your handle. Keep looking ahead. It will get better. Enjoy the bedroom camp out.